Breaking one's sleep schedule, no matter how good of an idea
it seems at the time, always leads to disaster.

Okay, maybe not disaster, but it's a pain in the ass.

So there I was, hacking on the new installer
and I was kicking major butt. But I was running into certain
interesting bugs, and I was determined to squash them,
regardless of the hour! I ended up leaving work at 6 am.

I've had insomnia for
the past week or two. I got home. I lay down. I didn't fall
asleep until sometime after 7 am.

I woke up at 5 pm. I showered, and went to work. I was
pretty productive in those 6 hours before Nat burst into my "office" and
asks if I want to go to IHOP. I accept his
invitation. After, uh, breakfast, I go home and read for 3
hours. I can't fall asleep. I read for another hour. I fall
asleep.